Through horses. I'm old enough to have ridden a horse to a country school in the wintertime in Canada because we didn't have snowplows, so we had these workhorses that we rode when the snow was too deep to walk. After I got out of the University of Alberta in 1964, I ended up with some better riding horses. A friend and I were living in a ranch west of Calgary boarding horses as a part-time occupation. One night there was a knock at the door and this fellow we had never seen before asked us, “Do you want to...